Desert Wind
“The lone and level sands stretch far away.” Shelley, Ozymandias.
Ah… And there it is, my friend— “A disembodied thought,”
Found, we’re told, under a soldier’s boot,
Though some have said it is not a thinkingness
But a yearning for the life that held it.
And there, just there, a bit of quartz
As white as cataracts
As final rays of sunlight, once
Caught and held— As black clouds
Boil across an afternoon sky
Eclipse the sun and day falls into night.
Or so the lone survivor told.
But she was blind, it’s said.
She lived another day or two
The legend goes, to say who won.
Though who would care, I wonder?
Surely not the dead.
But we, the living, in seeking, release the past to where
All pasts must dwell, recover hope, however faint,
Rekindle life, wherever present, harken to a living
Wind, attend its voices— those of Jesus, Allah,
HaShem, L. Ron Hubbard, and others.
And having listened and formed our own thoughts
And consulted with prayer and vision,
Rejoin, rejoice, reclaim our own lives,
Today, we are returned.
Today we are alive— and come and go in peace.
Mar 29, 2024
Mar 29, 2024 at 6:07 PM UTC
Peace
Is not withdrawal
Peace is the surge
The urge
Peace is arising
Swelling
It’s an overflowing
Swing of
Upturning
Turned-up rhythm
Peace is resurgence
Peace is expression
In and of
Common Purpose
Cresting waves
Of purpose
Aligned
Upon a new dynamic line
Peace is
Not withdrawal from life
Peace is not placid
Not flaccid
Peace is active
Busy
Peace is believed
Conceived
Crafted
Peace is for
And not against
Peace just is
See?
And you are its source
And I am its source
And we are its source
Reaching
Reaching from and for and to
Every searching soul
Peace is strength
Of integrity
Peace is yours
Mine
Ours
Peace is ready now
Mar 29, 2024
Mar 29, 2024 at 6:02 PM UTC
When I am done with being right and you are done with being wronged perhaps then we can speak of something small and bright that we can both agree upon
Mar 29, 2024
Mar 29, 2024 at 5:59 PM UTC
We do not beg for peace —
The War-Men have no peace to give.
Peace is yours, mine, ours.
Peace is ready now.
.
poetkevinjtaylor
Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 11:14 AM UTC
God bless America and all for that she stands.
God bless and guide America—
Her hearts and minds and hands.
And God bless us, Americans,
United in and by our faiths
That with God’s help,
God’s faith in us,
America be saved.
.
poetkevinjtaylor
Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 11:13 AM UTC
Do not the mothers and the fathers of Gaza love their daughters,
love their sons, love the children as ye love?
Do not the mothers and the fathers of Israel love their daughters,
love their sons, love the children as ye love?
Do not the mothers and the fathers of Russia love their daughters,
love their sons, love the children as ye love?
Do not the mothers and the fathers of Ukraine love their daughters,
love their sons, love the children as ye love?
Do not all children love their mothers, love their fathers, love their sisters,
love their brothers, love their homes if they still have them—
Love them all as ye have loved?
.
poetkevinjtaylor.com
Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 11:11 AM UTC
Today, somewhere, there are people who are
and now wish they were not who they had once wished to be.
To them, I say, sweep the old away and wish again.
Others may say that a simple wish is not enough
but I'd point out that without that single simple wish
nothing follows. There has always been a wish.
.
poetkevinjtaylor
Mar 27, 2024
Mar 27, 2024 at 11:08 AM UTC
The comfort of dawn
The cupped breast
The shifts and yawns
Of ***** and breaths
The murmurs of greeting
The rise of cause
The finding of voices
The hopeful pause
The reach that eases
Wool from night
The press, the turn, the tease
Each will ignites
The give and stretch of afterwards
The glow
The easy wash of laughter
Once—
Again—
Hello
Oct 31, 2021
Oct 31, 2021 at 4:15 PM UTC
Just as old souls wear new bodies
For loves both young, or old and grand
.
Penny, I have worn this body
And your ring has worn my hand
.
And as our love wears out these bodies
After we've grown old some day, and grand
.
I will return for you, my love,
For you, your love, your hand
.
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 10:00 AM UTC